“UST Cliché #2”
A drabble of 100 words
By December21st
Fandom: Castle
Rating: PG
Pairing: Castle/Beckett
Warnings: None
Summary: The UST cliché where they don’t want to get caught following someone.
A/N: Nominated for the
Castle Fanfiction Awards.
There’s no place to hide in the ridiculously long alley behind the nightclub. They’ve got about twenty seconds before the hit man comes outside and spots them, so Beckett pulls Castle against the grungy wall and starts unbuttoning her blouse.
“What are you doing?” seems like a reasonable question.
“Either saving our lives, or making our last moments on Earth really memorable.”
By the time the suspect appears, Beckett’s got her arms around his neck, Castle can taste the cinnamon of her lipstick, and they’re doing a convincing job of imitating a couple who aren’t thinking about assassins at all.